A man told me this once, on a bus, of course I was much younger then. I cannot even recall his name. A pity really, how quickly we forget names.
Of course, five years ago I was a completely different person.
I shrugged, as we all most likely do when we hear these words.
See, I suffered, manically, from depression. I still have days that it just entirely consumes me. My entire life I have been fighting it, which on top of the depression caused guilt, anger and self hate.
Years have come and gone.
Years I have wasted trying to get rid of all these unwanted feelings.
Again, on a passerby, I heard the words: “If you want to be happy, be!”
Could it be really that simple?
One day I woke up with the idea of changing the way I look at myself, and the way I would deal with this darkness inside me.
Instead of fighting, I accepted.
“Hello Depression, be my friend?”
Slowly the anger disappeared, the hatred, the guilt.
Slowly the weight lifted.
I am not quite sure when the transition happened from dark to light.
It took a long time.
And I never thought that I would be able to go one day without all the fog.
But here I am.
Such simple words.
Simple words that changed my life.
And Depression and I?
We will never part!
How could we?
It made me who I am today!